Chapter 41
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Chapter 41: You Are Being Unreasonable
Although Chi Zhenyi spoke as if Zhang Yang’s path to becoming a celestial being was easy, he understood that since the Eternal Night, achieving immortality had become nearly impossible. Thus, becoming a celestial being was far more difficult than it seemed. Zhang Yang had only just opened the first gate to the celestial path. Chi Zhenyi’s words were not meant to pressure him but to encourage him to maintain his fearless determination.
Before officially entering his closed-door training, Chi Zhenyi gave Zhang Yang three pieces of advice.
“First, be cautious around the Ghostly Divine Platform. The situation here is spiritually connected to a saint at the platform, and they are already aware of what’s happening. They will undoubtedly take action.”
“Second, if you encounter something inhuman that you cannot handle, use your blood. I strongly suspect that your bloodline surpasses even that of a saint. Remember, never use the blood of other saints or similar entities in your cultivation—it could corrupt your own bloodline.”
“Third, do not reveal your cultivation of Nine Extremes Returning to Origin to anyone, not even your closest friends. It’s not that I fear they would betray you, but the more people who know, the greater the risk.”
These solemn and heartfelt reminders weighed heavily on Zhang Yang’s mind.
“Take care of yourself. Wait for my return, and I’ll guide you!”
Chi Zhenyi patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder before stepping into the Heavenly Sacrifice Altar.
As soon as he entered, the altar activated, illuminating intricate patterns of the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers. The altar began to spin, and the entire mountain peak trembled with a deep, rumbling sound.
Zhang Yang quickly retreated from the peak.
From within, he heard Chi Zhenyi’s voice. “There’s no need to arrange for anyone to guard me. Aside from you, no one can reach the summit.”
“Don’t rush to reshape your true body; your safety comes first,” Zhang Yang reminded him.
Chi Zhenyi’s hearty laughter echoed from within.
Without lingering, Zhang Yang descended the mountain.
He could still feel the invisible pressure emanating from the peak—a result of the Ghostly Divine Platform’s seals on Wolf God Mountain, deeply entrenched and formidable. Simply dismantling a few seals or controlling the war statues would not be enough to change the situation.
However, this also meant that the mountain naturally served as a protective barrier for Chi Zhenyi during his closed-door training.
As Zhang Yang reached the mountainside, he faintly heard the sounds of battle below. Without hesitation, he quickened his pace, fully utilizing One Step of Mountains and Rivers. Letting out a long howl, he signaled to Ling Yue and Xu Li that he was on his way.
Within moments, he spotted them.
To his surprise, the black-clad attackers surrounding them screamed, “The monster is here! Run!”
“Stop fighting and retreat!”
To Zhang Yang’s astonishment, the group of black-clad assailants turned and fled without hesitation.
By the time he reached the foot of the mountain, they had scattered like birds and beasts.
“They’re terrified,” Ling Yue said with a wry smile.
Xu Li remarked, “The young master has made them all afraid.”
Zhang Yang felt frustrated—he had been looking forward to a good fight.
“Who are they? Are they also from the Demon Slayer Team?” he asked.
“They are indeed from the Demon Slayer Team,” Ling Yue confirmed. “They belong to the Southern Region’s second-ranked assassin organization, the Black Cloak Pavilion.”
Zhang Yang snorted. “The Demon Slayer Team even employs assassins?”
The Southern Region was home to numerous assassin organizations, the most infamous being Hell, while Black Cloak Pavilion ranked second. Both were regarded as elite assassin organizations, having even attempted to assassinate saints—though none had succeeded. The mere fact that they dared to try was a testament to their terrifying capabilities.
This realization made Zhang Yang acutely aware of the immense power the Demon Slayer Team wielded.
It also reminded him that he had a long road ahead and needed to work even harder.
Howling Wolf Palace
When Zhang Yang, Ling Yue, and Xu Li returned to Howling Wolf Palace, their arrival initially caused little commotion. They had only worked alongside the Divine Forbidden Gate, and no one found that unusual.
However, the moment news spread that Ling Yue and Xu Li had become disciples of Chi Zhenyi, the entire Howling Wolf Palace erupted into chaos.
Before Zhang Yang could fully grasp what was happening, palace master Li Kunhai, Grand Elder Lang Yaozu, Yuluan, and several others rushed in from all directions, surrounding the three of them—though, more specifically, crowding around Ling Yue and Xu Li.
“Did you really become disciples of Chi Zhenyi?”
“Is he truly one of the only two saints of the Southern Region?”
“Is Chi Zhenyi still alive? We heard he was dead!”
“Where is he now?”
“If we could gain Chi Zhenyi as an ally, we wouldn’t have to fear anyone in the Southern Region.”
The chaotic scene left Zhang Yang speechless as he was pushed out of the crowd.
Was it really such a big deal?
Apparently, it was.
Yuluan squeezed through the crowd and stared at Zhang Yang. “Why didn’t Chi Zhenyi accept you as his disciple?”
“I asked him,” Zhang Yang replied honestly, “and he said he couldn’t be my master.”
Yuluan rolled her eyes. “You must be joking. He probably thought you weren’t worth his time. After all, he’s Chi Zhenyi.”
Zhang Yang shrugged. “So what?”
“Do you even understand how powerful he is?” Yuluan exclaimed. “He’s one of the two most formidable saints in the Southern Region, known as The Only Two in the South. This means he is either the strongest or second-strongest saint—at the very least, he rivals the number one.”
“I know,” Zhang Yang said nonchalantly. “He even told me that he once debated with the founding emperor of the Great Xia Empire, Mu Kaitian, and sparred with the number one saint, Zhan Tianque.”
Yuluan’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Aren’t you thrilled?”
Zhang Yang shrugged, feeling indifferent. He trusted his own strength more than anything and preferred to believe in himself.
Even if Chi Zhenyi wanted to support him, Zhang Yang’s true goal was to become a saint before Chi Zhenyi emerged from seclusion. That was no joke—it was his genuine ambition.
Six years to become a saint!
Crazy, right?
That was exactly how he saw it.
As long as he broke through the limits of the Returning to Origin realm, he would show the world just how fast he could cultivate.
The experience of starting from scratch and reaching the late stage of the Dust Washing realm was still fresh in his memory.
At that moment, the crowd erupted in cheers once again.
Ling Yue and Xu Li had just confirmed that it was Chi Zhenyi who had been unable to accept Zhang Yang as his disciple and had instead chosen them.
Yuluan promptly hugged Zhang Yang’s arm and giggled. “It’s all good! I knew my monster was the best!”
Zhang Yang grimaced, still skeptical.
Yuluan stomped on his foot and glared at him. “Hurry up and say, ‘Yuluan has sharp eyes!’”
Feeling wronged, Zhang Yang sighed and said, “Yuluan has sharp eyes; she realized it long ago.”
Although the mood was joyful, the uncertainty remained—when would Chi Zhenyi emerge from seclusion? And would he succeed in reshaping his true body?
At the same time, Yuluan and Li Kunhai sternly warned everyone that all information regarding Chi Zhenyi had to remain a secret; otherwise, it would be considered an act of betrayal.Zhang Yang then took out the spoils from their recent battles. One Earth True Spirit, three True Spirits of Wind, and four Wood True Spirits.
Additionally, two Fire True Spirits had already been used by Ling Yue and Xu Li.
Since Chi Zhenyi had officially taken on disciples, no one raised any objections to their usage.
Yuluan moved the fastest, immediately grabbing the three True Spirits of Wind.
“I need them. I’m taking them. Is that okay?” she asked, her tone both assertive and playful.
Zhang Yang grinned. “If it’s for Sister, I’d definitely give you one. If it’s Yuluan, I’ll give you all three.”
Yuluan beamed and asked, “Why are you so nice to me?”
Without thinking, Zhang Yang replied, “You are being unreasonable!”
“Are you looking for a fight?” Yuluan playfully swung at him before huffing and walking away.
No one knew that she had gone to find Xue Feishuang, giving her the three True Spirits of Wind. This helped Xue Feishuang complete the Boundless Shadow Technique, putting an end to her torturous cultivation process and significantly increasing her speed.
Her actions were truly for Xue Feishuang’s sake.
The Earth True Spirit was taken by Lang Xiaotian, who cultivated the Earth Divine Wolf Technique, making it a perfect match for him. With this, his abilities would greatly improve.
Finally, the four Wood True Spirits unexpectedly caught the attention of the Golden Ape King.
The Golden Ape King called over the Ironback Blue Bull and let out a series of deep roars.
The Ironback Blue Bull mooed at Zhang Yang for a while.
Zhang Yang chuckled. “Alright, you’ve made plenty of contributions as part of the Golden Ape Clan. If you want them, take them.”
The Golden Ape King was overjoyed to receive the four Wood True Spirits. Halfway back, he turned around, grabbed Zhang Yang, and excitedly dragged him toward the Golden Apes’ base, gesturing animatedly along the way.
Zhang Yang laughed. “Sure, I’ll go take a look.”
